Act 1: Blue Ocean Pavilion - Chapter 139: Bringing Son-In-Law To Pay His Respects

Act 1: Blue Ocean Pavilion - Chapter 139: Bringing Son-In-Law To Pay His Respects

"Oh, it's been a long time since I've been in these mountains." Emily looked around with a beaming smile; her orange hair whipped from side to side from her ever-changing gaze. There was the familiar smell of the fresh mountain air and the sight of ridges and round green peaks.

"It's been over two years since you were home?" Oscar asked as they hiked through the mountain.

"That's right," Emily answered. "So much has happened over the past two years. I never thought of coming back."DiiScôver new stories on no/v/e()/lbin(.)c/o/m

Frederick followed behind them, his shoulders tensed up as his brows scrunched up in brooding. "Why is this happening now? Can we return when I've made it all up to you?"

Emily scoffed and pulled on Frederick's ear. "It doesn't matter. You can introduce yourself if you want, but I won't force you. We have many years to think about that. I'm coming here purely for myself."

After Emily's somewhat comforting words and actions, Frederick seemed to loosen up.

Oscar noticed a house made of logs with a straw roof. Outside was a shed with no walls, just a roof propped up by logs hammered into the ground. Inside the shed were bundles of firewood and a deer that had been strung up and left to bleed.

He felt awkward seeing the deer in such a state. Since his anima was a deer, he had a natural inclination to the species.

"I'm home!" Emily's boisterous voice came forth as she opened the door without reservations. Inside was an open fire pit containing fresh black charcoal and two beds covered in fur. "He's not here? He must be out hunting or gathering herbs. Come in! Make yourselves at home."

Oscar stepped inside and looked around, recalling his own home. He felt at ease inside, while Frederick was interested in the fur beds.

"Who goes there!" A bellowing voice startled them. Then they felt Ein flowing outside in a burst of power. But the power was only that of a Middle Apprentice Exalt.

Oscar and Frederick were about to respond with their own strength, but Emily stepped ahead and shouted, "Old man! Are your senses dulling or what? You can't even sense your daughter in the house?"

"Huh?" The Ein calmed down, and a large man stepped in.

Oscar looked at this man and compared his size to his father, Henry. His father was large, but this man was unbelievably a head taller. He had a scruffy beard and shaggy hair, wearing fur clothing with a bow hung over his shoulder and a quiver on his back.

"Emily!" The man raced forward, his steps somehow not breaking the creaking wood underneath, and hugged her fiercely. "You little dolt of a girl. You don't visit at all until two years later? Am I nothing but chopped liver?"

"Don't hug me so tightly. Your bear arms are uncomfortable, and stop rubbing your beard!" Emily talked as if she were uncomfortable but made no effort to free herself even though she was vastly stronger than her father. Instead, there was a wide smile plastered on her face.

The two continued their weird conversation while Oscar and Frederick looked on, smiling and realizing something.

'That's why she talks so harshly....'

Their minds had little doubt that she inherited her scathing mouth from her father.

"Let me introduce you to my friends." Emily got out of her father's embrace and gestured toward the two boys. "They are Oscar and Frederick, my best friends. Everyone, this is my father, Edward Nevena."

"Nice to meet you!" Edward Nevena put his hand out.

"Thank you for welcoming us inside." Oscar shook Edward's hand. "I am Oscar Terr."

"Good man," Edward said in a deep voice and turned to Frederick. "And you?"

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"Os?"

"Oscar went out to take a morning walk to relax. Have some stew, my boy!" Edward was by the fire and cooking a pot of enticing stew, somehow alright from the heavy drinking. Emily was still fast asleep on her bed.

"Thank you."

.......

The morning passed by.

Oscar returned from his morning walk feeling much more refreshed. He noticed Emily and Frederick were already changed into their uniforms.

"Ready to head out?" Oscar asked.

"No problem from us," Frederick responded.

"Farewell, dad. Make sure not to overdo it." Emily was saying her farewells.

"Emily!" Edward cried many tears that soaked his scruffy beard. "Take care of each other."

"We will." Emily sighed at her father's messy display, but a smile crept on her face. This was her father, after all.

With a great farewell hug, Oscar and the others departed to return to the Pavilion.

"That was nice." Oscar smiled, recalling how it was when he returned to his parents. "We should take the few moments we have to see our parents."

"That's right," Emily said.

"Just not mine." Fred frowned. He had no wish to see his cold and cruel family except for his aunt, Ivanka Klein. "I should visit my aunt if I can and say my thanks. The two of you would not have come for me if not for her."

"We all have gratitude for her. We'll go together." Emily said.

If not for Ivanka, She and Frederick would not be together. She had to thank her.

The trip back to the Pavilion was uneventful and relaxing. After a day, they returned to the Pavilion in high spirits. Oscar looked at his two friends, who were holding hands together, with a smile, feeling everything had finally returned to normal.

First, they had to return to the Mission Hall to confirm Frederick's mission completion. However, the Judge looked at them oddly after confirming the mission details.

"Follow me."

The Judge led them into a room and said to wait while he went out. Oscar looked around in confusion. Frederick and Emily didn't know what was going on either.

Then enforcers came in and surrounded the trio; their presence was intimidating and made the three pale.

"Oscar Terr. You are called in for questioning on the case of Ivanka Klein's infractions. Come with us to the Record Hall."